Ok, so the weird genes may be all me. Let’s hope the kids get the “smart doctor” genes from my husband and “grammar” genes, OH…and the “hard teeth” genes from him as well.
His reply, “I want a Jesus Christ Lizard because they walk on water.”
I found this on my computer and cracked up. Here is our youngest, Peter, pretending to be like his identical twin older brothers. Do you see what a hard time he is having keeping a straight face?!
This way you feel less weird or less weird your still looking at my underwear drawer trying to figure out why would I still have maternity underwear when my youngest is seven.
When you have had too many cocktails and are trying to take off your saggy tights she will get down on the floor and yank them off by the toes, (and then display them in your house for you to find the next day.) That is a good friend that can be both helpful and bad at the same time.